Musings from domesticity, creativity and motherhood.

02 April 2014

Written in the stars

The occasions when one of my offspring approaches and asks to do a craft project are rare round these parts. But very welcome. So when Mark wanted to make a Galaxy shirt, I was in the cupboard rooting out the fabric paint faster than a ferret up a drainpipe.

I even managed to keep my control freak tendencies under control for long enough to let him do his own project himself with minimal interference. And believe me, that's nothing short of a cosmic miracle.

That is a very cool t shirt. My boy, on being presented with his last bit of 'creative' homework, told me he would do it with his dad rather than me. Because if I got involved, it wouldn't look like he did any of it himself. :(